Chapter 4
School was buzzing with talk of the party. As it would be seeing as nothing else happened. One party in Forks could lead to a week's worth of gossip and there was a ton of gossip.
"Did you hear about Tyler and Lauren's fight?" Alice asked sitting in the seat next to me at our lunch table.
"Nope. What happened now?" I asked.
"Well, she caught him making out with some sophomore girl in a bedroom at Mike's. Apparently a football player brought her with him and then just left her on her own. Tyler found her, talked with her, then one thing led to another and in walks Lauren."
"I didn't think Tyler and Lauren got back together. Weren't they still broken up?"
"Yes they were, but you know Lauren. If she can't have him then nobody can." Alice shrugged.
"History sucked, I'm starved," Rose plopped down on the other side of me.
"I happened to enjoy today's lecture," Jasper spoke, sitting across from Alice.
"You would, General Lee," said Rose.
Jasper was a history buff. Just like Rose would be the one to call if you ever had car trouble.
I picked up my slice of pizza to take a bite as Rose took my apple and bit into it.
"Hey," I mumbled around my food and swiped at her arm.
"Oh chill, I'm starving," she brushed me off. "You can take something off my plate when Emmett and Edward make their way over."
"Edward?" I inhaled the bite I was taking and started choking.
"Jesus, Bella," Alice jumped up and pounded on my back.
Holy hell, she hits hard.
"Alice, I'm fine. I'm fine," I could breathe again. I could feel by back throbbing in the spot that she hit. Psycho pixie. "By the way, when somebody is choking, I don't think you are supposed to hit them hard enough to break ribs and puncture lungs. You might want to keep that in mind for next time."
"Who's choking?" Emmett sat across Rose, leaving Edward to sit between him and Jasper, which also happened to be directly across from me.
Lovely.
Edward's talking skills have improved somewhat, I now get at least two sentences out of him during class.
"Bella was choking. She also gets her pick at anything on our plate. I stole her apple," said Rose nonchalant.
Emmett's face fell. He loved his food and took time picking each piece.
I knew what I wanted off the plate as soon as he sat down. They didn't have those when I went through the lunch line.
"No, no, no, no, no. Please Bella," Emmett whined. He knew what I would pick.
"Sorry Em. Tit for tat. You can blame Rose for this one," I swiped the delicious looking chocolate donut off of his plate.
I took a bite and sighed. It was delicious, but the look on Emmett's face was killing me. Groaning, I ripped the donut into two pieces and gave him half.
"Happy?"
"Yes!" he beamed. Damn those dimples.
I took a peek across from me at Edward. His head was down and he was picking around at his food looking as uncomfortable as he could be.
"Hi, Edward," I piped up trying to drag him into a conversation.
He looked up startled and cleared his throat. "Hello," he said in a smooth voice I haven't heard him use before. Everything he's ever said was quiet and mumbled.
"Man, Ed, you missed hell of a party. You have to go with us next time," Emmett jumped in to the conversation.
"Yeah, I probably will," Edward sat up straighter.
"Poor Bella over here got Newtoned. It was awesome," Emmett grinned like a kid in a candy store.
Asshole.
"Newtoned? What exactly is that?" Edward asked, his eyes flickering between Emmett and I.
Time for me to join in.
"Newtoned is when, Mike goes up and kisses somebody," Edward's eyes shot straight at me. I continued on explaining, "In my circumstance, he was completely trashed and I definitely did not want to be kissed by him."
"She knocked him to the ground," Alice laughed.
"Why would he do that?" Edward was not laughing. If anything, his face looked completely serious.
"That's just Newton for you," Emmett said as if that explained everything. It kind of did in its own little weird way. "That and he's always had a thing for our Bella."
"He does?"
"Yes," I responded to Edward. "I went out with him for like a week during freshmen year. I broke up with him and he's hooked up with Jessica off and on since then. That still doesn't stop him from hitting on me when he gets drunk though. When he's sober, I like to think he knows better."
"I see," was all Edward said. He went back to eating his food.
"Friday, we're doing the night game. You should come," Jasper spoke to Edward.
"What's the night game?" he asked.
"The night game is tradition. It's gone on for as long as I can remember. It's just a football game between our guys and the La Push guys. They don't have an athletic team so this is the best chance they get to a real game. It's a lot of fun. No padding or helmets, tackling is still allowed, just not as hard," Jasper glared at Emmett.
"What?" he looked up innocently.
"Don't what me. You know exactly what," Jasper pointed his finger at him before turning back to Edward.
Last year's night game, Emmett caused a dislocated shoulder on a La Push guy. Nobody really cared, stuff like that can happen and the guy was only pissed because they popped it back into place and his teammates made him sit out of the rest of the game. Jasper just makes it a point to stress at Emmett to take it easy. Not everybody is as unbreakable as him.
"It starts around nine o'clock at the field down in La Push," Jasper carried on.
Edward walked with me to biology for the first time and gradually made small talk. The one question that has been nagging at me to ask was finally coming to the forefront of my mind. We took our seats when I turned to face him. The classroom was empty so I figured now was my best chance.
He saw my hesitation.
"Did you really get sent here because of drugs?" I asked him. His entire demeanor shifted and his eyes stared right through me.
"Yes," he gritted out.
He was angry, that much was obvious as he faced the front and avoided me.
Personally, I thought he was being stupid.
"You know, if you were dumb enough to do drugs then you were dumb enough to get caught with them. Especially being in your position, you do realize you are on multiple social websites right?" I couldn't help the sarcasm spewing out of my mouth.
He faced me abruptly, "Let's get one thing straight here. I said that I got sent here because of drugs, I never once said that I actually did any."
"So did you deal or something?" I don't think those are questions that people are supposed to ask, but I did anyways. I wanted to know and I wasn't about to go telling anybody. Edward knew that.
He just looked at me like I was stupid. Guess that's a no to that question then.
"So you got busted for drugs, but you didn't actually do any?" I was trying to get this story straight.
"I've tried pot a couple times, but that's as far as my experience goes," he told me.
That wasn't bad at all. Hell, I tried pot before. Alice, Rose, Jasper, Emmett, and I wanted to see what it was like being high. Never did it again though. I took at least five showers before I went home completely convinced that Charlie would be able to tell what I've done.
"So, what happened then?" my curiosity was killing me.
A few people were starting to come into class.
He lowered his voice to a whisper. "The drugs I got busted for weren't mine." The anger was back and flaring in his eyes. "And before you ask, I told my mom that they weren't mine. She chose not to believe me and sent me here. That's it."
That I was not expecting.
"For what it's worth, I believe you," I told him.
Class began and I started writing notes. We didn't speak again for the rest of the day. I couldn't blame him. I'd be pissed too.
